My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you far from my deliverance and from the words of my groaning?
My God, I cry out in the daytime, but you do not answer, and at night, but I find no rest.
But you are holy, sitting enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted, and you delivered them.
They cried out to you and were delivered. They trusted in you and were not disappointed.
But I am a worm and not a man; scorned by humankind and despised by people.
All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
“He trusts in Yahweh, so let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him.”
But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust even at my mother’s breasts.
I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb. You have been my God from my mother’s belly.
Do not be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.
Many bulls have surrounded me. Mighty bulls of Bashan have encircled me.
They open their mouths wide against me, like a lion tearing prey and roaring.
I am poured out like water. All my bones are dislocated. My heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd. And my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. And you lay me in the dust of death.
For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.
I can count out all of my bones. They look, they stare at me.
They divide my garments among them. They cast lots for my clothing.
But you, O Yahweh, do not be distant! O my Strength, hurry to help me.
Deliver my soul from the sword, my only life from the power of the dog.
Deliver me from the lion’s mouth! Yes, from the horns of the wild oxen, you have answered me.
I will declare your name to my brothers. In the midst of the assembly, I will praise you.
You who fear Yahweh, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, glorify him! Tremble before him, all you descendants of Israel!
For he has not despised or ignored the affliction of the afflicted person, nor has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried out to him, he heard.
From you comes my praise in the great assembly. I will fulfill my vows before those who fear him.
The afflicted will eat and be satisfied. Those who seek Yahweh will praise him. May your hearts live forever.
All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to Yahweh. All the families of the nations will bow down in your presence.
For the kingship is Yahweh’s. And he rules over the nations.
All the prosperous of the earth will eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust will kneel before his face, even the one who cannot keep his soul alive.
Offspring will serve him. The next generation will be told about the Lord.
They will come and will declare his righteousness to a people that will be born, for he has done it.